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Macabre EP

by Novatore

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The Butcher 02:40
double bladed brass knuckles make you buckle duffel bags of body parts looking out for trouble subtle shit talk will get you buried in some fucking rubble Iversion of murder, heard he another triple double knife cleaned after he pulled it from the bloody spleen a bloody scene unseen the only witness was a crack fiend drinking vodka just to sleep he was a monster, rock you in ya fuckn face, leave without a fucking trace shot with mace up in his eyes and wouldn't even blink wouldn't event think, living victims gotta see a shrink but there aint many when he comes to town to make some money gun he brought to philly, made a milli found it kinda funny cho: he was a heavy drinker, limited vocabulary capillary severed if you prove to be an adversary no one worthy let me tell you he the devils son medalsome from birth, he was the worst, so unordinary he was a heavy drinker, limited vocabulary capillary severed if you prove to be an adversary show you to your fate annihilate the onlooker not much of a looker, this is Charlie the butcher verse 2 lacerated, born jaded never made it hated since the first grade no one would debate it rated X movies couldn't document the gory story living outta bridgeport 40 bodies in the quarry learned his lessons from the best of em no testing em so if you need a man dead suggested you invest in him he had a house in which he kept up every vestige in they found him on the couch slouched when they arrested him guts and glory evermore he be up in the clink drinking right before a kill, fingerprints upon the sink you wouldn't think he was a killer look like Eddie Vedder never woulda known better, met him and would split a drink he on the brink of a catastrophe, in agony said he hated tight spaces prison gave him atrophy they call him mad, to me though, really, its just sad to see a killer lose his only passion, action less a tragedy
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Visionary 02:37
I knew that I was cursed ever since my day of birth first it was my uncle from the nurse unto his caddie hearse foreseen a lot of shit at first it was a blessing, betting homies at my school, for money, it was so impressive so oppressive- the world series to the stanley cup golden jackets, presidents, I never lossed a buck i made a living off the life that I was given flipping dollars, any chance i could advance there would be predictions a night of slobberish debauchery, all sloppily, I let my secret slip out to some homies that were on to me their mobster father, was a bookie and a robber with a pistol in his fist I was the ticket to his lobster robbing lots of copper placing best nobody stopping us and more than just a runner, was a number on the roster i moved to Texas but the hell was just beginning december 93 thats when mind had started slipping cho: I see the future plane crashes and the suicides newborn babies in the lake- who decides who should die? who's deserved of protection? resenting every minute; this inflection verse 2 fortunately for me they had never followed me but death is all I see, predictions slowly got to me head spinning overloaded with the visions and the guilt of my indifference, indecision- the negative i reached a point to where the violence became normalized tried to hide the pain inside my heart but I was terrorized I seen the lies within the eyes of anyone I loved and anytime we touched I'd see the hour of demise decapitated, bladed, ambulances, rambling, scrambling for meaning, on the cutting floor of demons screaming, please don't do this to me, consuming, i started using, abusing, to stop the bleeding I'm seeing i tie myself off- highly medicated, black tar, fat scars track marks, in the arms, looking at the stars up on the balcony like falcons, looking at the cars i took a leap of death and left my skin, flesh is prison bars
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Rats 01:57
been keeping tabs like i was working for the paparazzi, body in the trunk well leave him slumped if he's a fuckin nazi, guerrilla tactics get their factions down to fractions others value human life, we suicidal down to kamikaze spot them rocking swazis in the lobby call the commies shoot the snotty mother fucker in the body with the shotty cuz fuck a racist yo we stab em in their faces statists trace em out in chalk after we choke em with their fuckin braces cho: renegade antifascists- on a bloody mission nihilistic suicidal cats, they had a bloody vision knives and gats, metal hats, everybody welcome long as u was down to die- crucify the opposition verse 2 you mother fuckers lived a good life for too long if two wrongs don't make it right then I dunno what does we gonna cut off all your nuts and that's because yo as history would tell y'all was surely sent from fucking hell how that sound to you? you know we down to do anything we need to do to see it through - we pounding you we rounding you up, you suck, you little racist fucks carve you with the cleaver leave you bleeding full of ether either you'll be slunched or hunched from a decisive punch divisive little swastika rats- chop you to chunks
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Novatores 2nd release of 2016

Production from Nizuk Schizophrenic, MCT and Jeff the Chef

Recorded and mixed by Moecyrus (Paranoia mixed by a company in France)

Mastered by Kelcey O,Quinn

Additional tracking on Heroin Cypher by Vex

All cuts by DJ Monark

Executive producer: Louis Cisneroz

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released October 24, 2016

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